Beauty - Poem by Moh Ishu
It's the appearance, some say
But that's fake we know.
It's shown when you're happy or sad,
Standards high or low.
Resembled by Nature,
The most inspiring creation of all—
The meaning of Her children's gestures
Including summer, winter spring and fall.
It lies within a smile,
Characterized by humbleness—
Helping us work and travel miles,
A huge relief, when in a mess.
At times, it's benevolence that reveals;
A giving and sharing of love—
Brighter than the shimmer of dew on leaves
That's its beauty, if you ask how.
Eyes that cannot see
Or ears that cannot hear;
The way deaf and dumb communicate,
The beauty of their gestures…
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